In the Blood Soul Valley, the wind howled, carrying with it an ominous aura.
The sunset's afterglow barely pierced through the thick clouds, casting a light on this land shrouded in the shadow of death.
At the moment, everyone's gaze was fixed on an unexpected figure.
That figure was, of course, Lin Dong!
Lin Zhenyue, the Dragon Alliance Leader who had weathered many storms, had a complex expression on his face that was beyond words.
He widened his eyes, filled with disbelief.
Lin Dong, merely a First Heaven Realm Warrior, someone who had little connection with the Dragon Alliance, yet in the most critical moment for the Dragon Alliance, he resolutely stood up.
"Lin Dong... he..." Lin Zhenyue murmured to himself, a surge of indescribable emotions rising in his heart.
Shock, admiration, shame... a mix of emotions intertwined, making it hard for him to breathe.
